A-Roving On A Winters Night

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[Verse 1]

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A-rovin' on a winter's night
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And a-drinkin' good old wine,
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Thinkin' about that pretty little
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 girl,
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Thats broke this heart of mine.


[Verse 2]

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She is just like a butter rose,
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That bloomed in the month of June.
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Or like some musical instrument,
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That's just been lately tuned.

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]

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Perhaps it's a trip to a foreign 
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land,
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A trip to France or Spain,
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But if I should go ten thousand 
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miles,
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I'm a-comin' back again.


[Verse 4]

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And it's who's a-gonna shoe your 
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poor little feet,
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Honey who's a-gonna glove your 
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little hands?
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Who's a-gonna kiss your sweet 
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sweetlips,
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Tell me, who's a-gonna be your man?

[Verse 5]

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I'll love you till the sea runs dry,
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And the rocks all melt in the sun.
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I love you till the day I die,
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Though you will never be my own.

[Verse 6]

A             E7       A
A-rovin' on a winter's night
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And a-drinkin' good old wine,
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Thinkin' about that pretty little
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 girl,
F#m  A          E7       A
That broke this heart of mine.